When I pushed open the door with a boisterous creak, I knew what I'd see. I just wished I were wrong.
Clothes were strewn, blanketing the floor and hanging from the ceiling fan.
It was the most disgusting sight I had ever seen.
When my eyes finally reached my husband, he had a diaper in one hand and phone in the other.
"Oh, thank God you're here," he said.
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